The Pinnacle Of Life Chapter 827


    Abel, who was standing aside, was immediately enraged upon hearing those words.


    Eating mud was an unspeakable secret of his son, a scandal that must never be leaked to the public.


    Now that it was exposed in front of hundreds of upper-ss guests, it was going to truly ruin his son’s


    reputation!


    He yelled angrily, “Nonsense! You’re the one who eats mud. Your entire family eats mud. You piece of


    mud eating trash, today I want you…”


    Before he could finish, he realized his son’s condition was not right. He was way too familiar with those


    eyes that were full of little stars.


    ‘This isn’t good!’ he yelled in his heart. ‘The phone rm has not rung and the time is not up yet. Why


    is it acting up already? Doesn’t it only act up once every hour? It has only been half an hour at most!’


    Abel knew that the situation was not right. He did not have the leisure to care about Alex anymore, so


    he hurried to stop his son.


    However, it was toote.


    The tall stage was a temporary construction and it was built on top of a golf course. Underneath the


    stage was a greenwn and endless mud was found underneath.


    At this time, Tristan was only left with his own instinct and he had totally forgotten about the nutritious


    red mud that was prepared in advance. The mud underneath thewn was truly his delicacy.


    He charged toward the ground underneath and his fingers became ws. With a grab, he scooped up


    a handful of mud with green grass and directly stuffed it into his mouth. He swallowed the mud


    frantically.


    There was a dead silence at the scene. Countless people had stiff expressions, with their mouths


    twitching.


    ‘This… What has just happened?’


    “Oh my lord, be… What is he doing? Eat… Eating mud?”


    “The youngest Earth expert in America, the future youngest Grandmaster is actually crawling on the


    ground eating mud. Then, we don’t even get to eat mud…”


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    That was a joke.


    However, everyone present, who heard the joke coupled with the sight of Tristan eating mud, could not


    help but suppress theirughter. They almost burst intoughter.


    Ang frowned and said, “Grandpa, does this Tristan have some sort of intermittent neuropathy?


    This… I don’t want this kind of person anymore. I think that guy suits my taste instead.” Her fair, tender


    finger pointed at Alex.


    She was extremely excited and almost wanted to let out a scream when she saw Alex incapacitated


    Conor’s arm with a punch. That was the man who could match her, handsome and temperamental with


    peerless, domineering aura. He simply made her drool for him and she could not even keep her legs


    closed.


    Meanwhile, Anna widened her eyes as she grinned from ear to ear. The current Tristan was beyond


    her expectation as she was still paying him all sorts ofpliments earlier.


    Abel’s heart bled. He thought that his son was done for, his reputation was truly destroyed this time.


    He red at Alex and yelled furiously, “It’s you! You must have used some kind of evil sorcery on my


    son! You are a demonic cultivator, a remnant of the satanic cult a hundred years ago. You can be


    punished by anyone for your great sins. How dare you not surrender in front of the Grandmasters?!”


    This guy also had a quick wit.


    Seeing the habit of his son eating mud had been exposed, he immediately med the deed on Alex


    and even used the excuse of a century-old satanic cult.


    Alex had never heard of it.


    However, at this moment, a young girl shouted, “Oh my god! There’s really a video on Triller, and the


    guy really looks like Tristan Coleman… It turns out that this isn’t his first time eating mud, he’s a


    habitual offender!”


    Buzz!


    Abel felt his brain was going to explode as his body stiffened.


    Jerome immediately rushed over and tapped at Tristan’s acupoint. Then, he forcefully took him away.


    At this point, the scene fell into dead silence again.


    Almost everyone’s gaze fell on Alex again, except for the few who delighted in Alex’s misfortune. For


    instance… Harvey Stoermer and Joe Sinir from the Sinir family. Everyone else mostly looked at


    him pitifully.


    It was because no matter how strong Alex was, he could never run away from the hands of two


    Grandmasters.


    He would notst long.


    As expected, the grand elder of the Colemans snorted coldly. “So, you’re actually a remnant of the


    satanic cult. People who cultivate demonic power are naturally evil and ruthless! Your entire family is


    rted to the satanic cult back then, am I right? Anyone who has connections with the satanic cult shall


    be killed… Youngd, would you like to kill yourself to pay for what you have done, or do you need me,


    an elder to do it?”


    Alex touched his nose. “Satanic cult, what kind of cult is that?”


    The grand elder’s tone was cold. “You’re asking the obvious.”


    Meanwhile, Anna was very anxious below the stage. Once the grand elder made a move on Alex, he


    would be dead for sure!


    While gritting her teeth, she stomped her foot and ran up the stage.